Chapter 967

Knock, knock.

The leader of the lobster man knocked on the wooden door, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded from the door: "is it Alpert?"

The leader of the lobster man named arpet replied, "yes, Lord prophet. I have brought a guest... He has a token given by his mother in his hand."

"Invite him in."

The door of the wooden house rolled open, the group of dragon and shrimp stood at both sides, and Bai Xiaowen stepped in.

Li Shuyi wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Alpert, a lobster man.

"Sorry, Miss human, you can't go in."

Li Shuyi glanced at Bai Xiaowen for consultation.

Bai Xiaowen smiled: "it doesn't matter."

Bai Xiaowen stepped into the cabin and saw an old purple shell lobster man in the dim light. Most of the lobsters outside are green, and the purple shell should represent old age.

"Hello, distinguished guest... I have predicted your arrival." the voice of the old dragon shrimp man sounded.

"You, predict? Are you a prophet?" Bai Xiaowen smiled.

"Yes..."

"The prophet can tell others what he sees directly?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

The old dragon shrimp man was silent for a second, and then slowly said, "well, what I said is not very accurate... I didn't directly see the prophecy picture, but through divination, I learned that someone would visit in the near future..."

Bai Xiaowen suddenly realized that this is probably one of the means for the divine stick to pretend to be unfathomable... If he is not an expert, he will probably be fooled by the old dragon shrimp man.

It seems that the so-called prediction of the old dragon shrimp man is very different from Bai Xiaowen's ability to "see" the future picture directly. At present, it seems that it is reflected in accuracy.

"What should you call it? Who is the mistress represented by this scale keepsake?" Bai Xiaowen asked while showing the scale.

"My name is goric... As for the identity of the mistress, please forgive me that I can't tell you directly before she says it," said goric, the lobster prophet.

"Well... Do you know why your mother contacted me? Do you want to trade or something else?"

Gorick shook his head and said, "sorry, distinguished guest. I don't know the intention of the master mother... But since you have this token, it means that I must provide you with the greatest help, even if it is paid by the whole swamp lobster tribe."

"Is that so..."

Bai Xiaowen narrowed his eyes and didn't continue to guess the identity and purpose of his mistress. In fact, Bai Xiaowen already had some ideas in his heart.

"Prophet goric, I came to the pale swamp to find a dusty relic. Therefore, I need your tribe to send some elite soldiers as guides and tell me how to move freely in the pale swamp as a human being."

Gorick was obviously relieved and said, "no problem, no problem... Both of your requirements can be met."

Then gorick knocked on the ground with his wooden stick: "Alpert!"

The leader of the lobster man with a big Ao came in.

"Take two coir raincoats with dead bones," said the prophet gorek.

Soon, two withered coir raincoats were brought to Bai Xiaowen.

Bai Xiaowen glanced at the skeleton of the dead bone coir raincoat, which was woven from a root like rotten dead bone. As for the woven thread, it was a kind of tough black water grass.

"This thing... Seems to be a bit like the disguise of the dead." Bai Xiaowen silently evaluated it in his heart.

On the other hand, the prophet goric has spoken: "Let me introduce to you. These two dead bone coir raincoats are woven according to the records of our ancestors by collecting the nether grass and drowning bones in the swamp, which can effectively resist the invasion of ghost fog in the swamp... Of course, with the lobster people breeding and living in the swamp for generations, we are gradually used to the ghost fog environment in the swamp, and this dead bone coir raincoat is rarely used."

Bai Xiaowen put on a withered coir raincoat and was immediately prompted:

"You used a special prop: Ghost camouflage. This item cannot be taken out of the world of the Kuroshio."

"Your negative state: the Yin Qi effect disappears."

Bai Xiaowen took a breath and felt that he really integrated into this gloomy ghost fog and mud.

Goric said again, "distinguished guest, Alpert is one of the best warriors in our tribe, and he has seen ancient relics in the mud... It's most appropriate for him to be your guide."

Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly, "thank you."

"Guests don't need to say thank you. You have the keepsake of the Lord's mother. These are what we should do," gorick said politely. "Next, please take a rest in the tribe. The tribe will take out the stored food for the two distinguished guests."

"No, I'll go now."

Bai Xiaowen refused the reception of the lobster man prophet. With two dead souls disguised as dead bone coir raincoats, led by the lobster man warrior Alpert, Bai Xiaowen and Li Shuyi stepped into the mire again.

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"Alpert... This name is very familiar," Bai Xiaowen thought of it a little and asked with a smile, "do you have a title called 'headbeater'?"

Walking in the front, Alpert turned his head in doubt: "yes... Do you know my nickname?"

Bai Xiaowen smiled but did not speak, which added a lot of unfathomability in the eyes of yalpert, the leader of the lobster man.

The scenery in the pale swamp is not invariable. When Bai Xiaowen stepped into the swamp, he constantly "swept" the surrounding landform and monsters into his mind through mental force scanning, forming a memory picture like a game map.

In front of me, Alpert said, "I also happened to see an ancient relic. It was in the west of the swamp. The people never went so far. At that time, I was chased by a group of bones and ran there in a panic."

"What are the ruins like?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

"It's a little broken, but it's very... Spectacular," said Arpette. "I've never seen such a magnificent building. It's simply the palace of the gods on the ground."

"Have you been in?"

"No!" Alpert regretted, "I hesitated for a long time and finally decided to go in, but when I walked, I found that I couldn't get close to the ruins... Maybe it was the punishment of the God who built the ruins for my weak will."

Bai Xiaowen was thoughtful.

Suddenly, in the fog ahead, several limping thin shadows slowly leaned over.

"Be careful, these swamp bone shelves are difficult to entangle. Don't fight with them for too long," Alpert warned nervously.